Deuce had promised himself Night Raven College would be a new start for him. No more fighting, no more violence, no more being a delinquent. He'd done so well, too. He'd kept his cool, held his tongue, hadn't gotten into any fights (that weren't necessary. Fighting overblots was different.)

And then that kid said something off to you. And it had been so off that Deuce was out of his chair and beating the kid's face in before you could blink. "Holy shit, Deuce!" Grimm shouted, racing across the table to get a better look.

Like a scene out of a teen drama, the cafeteria practically came to a halt, with a ton of students coming to see what the commotion was about. And you could only stand there and watch.